The water is getting lower here in Reno, and there are so many darn kids at the whitewater park,  I find myself reminiscing about some trips I took this year.  The first one was to Skook in BC, Canadia sometime in November.  

 

Neither Stephen or myself had ever been there, so after an hour long ferry ride, a two hour drive to the middle of nowhere, and a great night sleep in a treehouse cabin, we woke up in the dark to head down to the wave.   Imagine this, kayaking in the dark, on the ocean, fog all around, freezing cold, and not knowing when we might hit a huge rapid.    All of  sudden I see Stephen paddle his little BUTT OFF to the right side of the channel, I am not as fast, and still smack dab in the middle.  I look up just in time power right into TubeSteak, a huge wave in this tidal rapid, try my best to eddy out, however get stuck in the whirlpools of death.  Now I am tired.  

 

 

Now unfortunately, after this first day I came down with the cold of the century.  I felt like the walking dead for five days straight.  I tried drugs, juice, and even chocolate.  Nothing could cure the nastiness.  However, I got a couple surfs in, but also got some great pictures of Stephen, Ruth, and Judd.  

 

Skook is an amazingly beautiful place. Even when you aren’t surfing you can play with the sea lions and starfish.   There is also a two mile hike in through some of the most beautiful woods and rainforest.  The dogs were in heaven.    Plus the wave is always changing as the tide changes so even that is fun to watch.  I am not sure how busy it gets during the summer, but I would recommend this little patch of heaven to anyone!!!